A Panda's Martial Arts

The charging figure came with an uppercut!

"Oh!"

The fist swept across his chin, and Qiao Dong's vision blurred.

The sturdy body with strong muscles collapsed to the ground like mud.

Qiao Dong, KO.

"This kid came at us!"

Seeing that Qiao Dong had been knocked to the ground by the surprise punch, Yamaguchi Xuangang shouted loudly, and his body automatically assumed an attacking posture.

As a practitioner of extreme karate, he is not afraid of such a sudden attack.

It's just punches, since that kid wants to fight, he'll trade punches for punches!

"Oh!"

In an instant, there was the sound of the body being hit.

But Yamaguchi Xuangang's face froze.

It's just because his fist doesn't feel like hitting the flesh.

His punch didn't hit at all!

"clang--"

The bottom-up kick hit the place that shouldn't be kicked, and the sound of a bell being hit seemed to come from Yamaguchi Xuangang's ears.

"Oh……"

Holding his crotch, he squatted down in pain.

Genko Yamaguchi, KO.

"Sorry, I made a foul."

Although he said he was sorry, Wu Haotian showed no remorse on his face, and just continued to rush towards Park Yongyeol expressionlessly.

But Park Yongyeol is already ready.

If it can be said that Qiao Dong was knocked down because of a surprise attack, and that Yamaguchi Xuangang was kicked in the crotch could be regarded as negligence, then there will be no unexpected things when he comes to him.

Just because, just now, he has seen Wu Haotian's skills.

The arm that is completely sent out, the sweeping leg that is suddenly kicked out one step away, those are all techniques that use long-range and long-range strikes.

Coincidentally, his taekwondo is also...

"what?"

Just when Park Yongyeol wanted to raise his leg to kick out, he found that Wu Haotian, who was just one step away, had already rushed in front of him.

Face to face, the distance between the two sides is no more than one foot.

At this distance, his legs had no time to lift up!

"Boom!"

A heavy uppercut hit the chin, and Park Yongyeol lost his ability to fight on the spot.

Park Yongyeol, KO.

"Where did you find this group of fans?"

Taking a step back from Park Yongyeol's side, Wu Haotian turned his head and looked in Li Shunde's direction.

"At this level, it's not even an amateur. Is this your new friend?"

"you……"

Looking at the three people who fell to the ground, Li Shunde's face darkened.

Sure enough, he knew this would be the result.

Just now he chose to do it himself, not only to settle the previous disputes, but also for a very important reason.

That is, to protect these new friends.

Just because Wu Haotian standing in front of them is not an ordinary amateur, but a Sanda player who has really participated in competitions.

In other words, Wu Haotian is a real professional boxer.

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Do you know how strong a real professional boxer is?

Punch more powerful?The force of the blow is stronger?Or in other words, when facing punches, can you carry it longer than others?

No, no, those are just appearances, just the simple fantasy of fighting that most ordinary people who have no experience in fighting have.

The power of professional boxers is not limited to these aspects.

"You kid..."

Behind Wu Haotian, Park Yonglie, who received a heavy punch on the chin, stood up unsteadily.

"How dare you underestimate the Taekwondo of the Republic of Korea!"

A strong wind came from behind, and it was a flying kick that contained Park Yongyeol's anger.

But Wu Haotian just took a sideways step, and this violent flying kick fell through.

A professional boxer needs to have a keen sense.

When training in the boxing gym, you will be surrounded by the sound of other boxers kicking and beating each other, and after you get on the ring, you will have to face the shouts of the audience like a tsunami——

If you can't feel the opponent's attack in this noisy environment, then a few teeth knocked out on the spot may be the lightest consequence.

"Ahhh-"

When the flying kick landed, Park Yonglie turned around and kicked his leg - but under this turning kick that was sure to hit, Wu Haotian just lowered his head, and the heavy kick passed over his head.

Professional boxers also need to have excellent distance control ability.

On the boxing ring, time is racing against time, two boxers beat each other, each attack is the result of years of training——

A whip kick that can bend a steel pipe, or a heavy punch that can break ribs. No matter how strong the resistance to blows is, the damage that will be offset will only be part of it, but the damage to the body is real.

Only the person standing at the end will have his hand raised high by the referee, and he can win the glory and the trophy.

No one wants to be a loser. If you don't win, you will have no bonus and reputation. If you don't win, you will not even be able to afford the soil.

"Oh!"

The uppercut crossed Park Yongyeol's chin, and Park Yongyeol lost consciousness.

And Wu Haotian didn't even breathe disorderly until now.

Scientific nutritional supplements, high-level post-match rehabilitation, better training facilities, and better training partners are all things that can only be enjoyed by the winners.

No production, no need to think about additional ways to earn money, only boxing is left in daily life, eating is to supplement nutrition, fitness is to strengthen physical fitness, training is to exercise the sense of distance and reaction awareness, and even sleep is for sufficient rest, so that you can better face the new boxing ring and the new fight.

This is why, in many countries, professional boxers participating in fights are equivalent to holding weapons.

It's just because professional boxers are far beyond fighting compared to ordinary people.

"So why are you hanging out with a group of fans now? I thought you really wanted to play a game when you returned to Shuzhong."

Looking up and down Li Shunde's body, Wu Haotian couldn't help shaking his head.

"I wanted to say it during the day, you are much fatter than when you were training before... Yes, you even need a lot of weight for wrestling, but are you lifting muscle or fat?"

"Uh..." Li Shunde was silent.

He's been told where it hurts.

In a place like Shuzhong, it is not easy to pull up a wrestling team, let alone get the approval of the Sports Bureau...

He is not a rich second generation, nor is he a son of an official. If he wants to realize his dream, he can only rely on himself to earn money again and again to supplement, and to attend banquets that he should not have participated in again and again.

And now, his dream has come true.

And his body is the price of dreams.

The body is no longer as light as it was when I was young. It was drunk at the wine table when entertaining relevant personnel, and I sat in front of the computer when trading stocks. It is the consequence of not having enough training in middle age. The crimes I suffered when I was young.

If it was the past, he could naturally continue to paralyze himself with "Dreams have come true, so what's the price?"But Wu Haotian pointed it out...

Being pointed out by Wu Haotian has a different meaning.

After all, after embarking on a different path, the current Wu Haotian looks so energetic.

"But at your age, you should have retired."

After a moment of silence, Li Shunde spoke.

"After so many years of fighting, how many hidden wounds have you left on your body? Have you healed them all?"

"There are hidden injuries, but it's okay to hit you."

Stretching his neck, Wu Haotian assumed a Sanda stance again, facing Li Shunde sideways.

"Come on, don't you want to practice with me?"

"Uh..." Li Shunde fell into silence again.

It's trash talking, a common method used by professional boxers.

Novices tend to get pissed off by the trash talk, and even seasoned fighters get annoyed by the mental harassment at times—but when their tantrums lead to a violent onslaught, the pros have their chance.

Violent onslaught means that the attack route is clear. For professional players, it is almost equivalent to being fed by the coach in the boxing gym.

Naturally, Li Shunde would not be fooled by this kind of evil.

But he also chose not to attack.

Just because he knows in his heart that wrestling is at a certain disadvantage when facing Sanda.

Wrestling requires a very close distance to initiate a grapple, but Sanda's whip kick can hit him in a single step-with the sensitivity of professional boxers to distance, it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to get in front of Wu Haotian.

But Wu Haotian didn't give him a chance to find an opportunity.

"Oh!"